Chapter 51

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Chapter: 51

Over the next week, we make plans for the weekend. We will drive to San Francisco after school on Friday and then go to the Commune on Saturday. Anthony steals a brochure from he student center so we know where we are headed. Jen and I go shopping for stuff to wear to look convincing. We even get a brown wig for me to wear just in case.

Most nights are spent in the office planning and going over the script with Anthony. Patrick and Jen will wait at the hotel for us just incase we need them. I book two hotel rooms in San Francisco and I pack for the weekend. School goes by quickly on Friday and I am getting nervous. After school we all go home grab our stuff. I am meeting Patrick at his house at around 4:30.

He is waiting fo me outside and he smiles.

'Hey baby' he says giving me a quick kiss.

We are both dressed in jeans and tee shirts. 'Hey, you ready?' I ask and he smiles.

'I thought your blue car would be too noticeable so I asked Julia if we could take her Mercedes and she was happy to loan us her car' he says and I kiss him.

'You're a genius' I say and he smiles.

'I know, it's a gift, like Jen's Jewish sight thing' he says and I giggle.

We pick up the others and we drive down the coast and arrive at the hotel about 4 hours later. We give the keys to valet and I check in.

'Hi, Mrs O'Neil checking in' I say to the girls behind the desk 'Hi, there I have you down for two rooms for two nights?' She asks me.

I nod 'Correct' I say.

'You're all set Mrs. O'Neil here are your room keys and the elevator is through the lobby' I thank her and we go to our rooms. Jen and Anthony will be sharing the two queen bed rooms and Patrick and I in the King room. We are right across the hall from each other and decide to meet up tomorrow to get ready.

Patrick and I walk in the room and it's a normal room, with a blue king sized bed, a dresser, a closet and a bathroom. We set down our stuff and I sit on the bed.

'Mrs. O'Neil huh?' Patrick says to me smirking after going to the bathroom.

'I just figured if they ask anyone, Julia travels a lot for work' I say smiling.

'I really liked the sound of that' he says kissing me.

'Did you?' I say and he nods.

'A lot' he kisses my neck and I grab his hair.

Patrick lifts me up and sets me on the bed and crawls on top of me. He moves his hands under my shirt and squeezes my boobs through my bra. I moan as I I grab his hair again. He undoes my jeans and sticks his hand in and inserts a finger inside of me.

'God, you feel amazing, Mrs O'Neil' he whispers and I moan again.

Something about how he said it was so fucking sexy. He inserts another finger inside of me and I tilt my head back. He takes off my tee shirt and throws it on the floor and kisses my boobs through my lacy bra. I feel myself getting closer to coming.

I whisper 'Make me come Mr. O'Neil' and he smirks as he curls his fingers up and rubs faster.

I come on his fingers with a moan. He pulls his hand out and I catch my breath. I slide off my jeans and underwear and he does the same.

I kiss Patrick and I reach down and rub him a few times before he slides into me with a groan 'God, I love you' he says as he moves in and out inside of me. I flip us around and I ride him. His hands are on my hips moving me back and forth. I lean down and I kiss him hard as he pushes up inside of me.

'God, you feel amazing inside of me' I whisper and me groans.

'I'm going to come' he says and he rubs my clit.

I am a moaning mess in a a few minutes and I come again around him.

'Yes, baby' he moans and I feel him twitch inside of me.

I sit up a little and I know he's getting close.

'Baby, I'm so close.' He says and he tries to pull out but I lower myself on him and he goes deep inside of me when he comes.

'Fuck, baby' he groans tensing up. He catches his breath and I roll off of him.

'Shit, baby. That was amazing' he says turning on his side. 'Yeah, it really was' I say kissing him gently.

'I tried to pull out' he says.

I smile 'I know, I know it's been a while since the scare and I finally feel better' I say and he smiles.

'I'm glad, I love you so much' he says and I smiles 'I love you too' I say kissing him gently.

He changes for bed and fall asleep in each others arms after several good night kisses and exchanging I love you's.

In the morning we take a shower and Patrick puts on the same pair of jeans, a Led Zeppelin shirt and a denim vest. Anthony and Jen come and knock on the door. Jen's wearing some jean shorts and a red sweater that's sleeveless and cropped a bit, and some wooden clogs. Anthony is wearing his plaid pajamas and he carrying a garment bag.

Jen does my hair in small braids so it will fit under the wig. Anthony does his hair and puts some gel in it smoothing it back. He changes into a dark green suit with a navy shirt. I put on a dress with a full skirt, a sleeveless high collar in a light yellow color. I add a white belt and some white flats. Jen helps me put on the wig and I put on some dark rimmed glasses. I look in the mirror and I look totally different.

'Whoa, you look so different' Patrick says giving me a small kiss but pulls back quickly.

'It was like kissing someone else' he says making a face.

'Yeah, it's trippy right?' I say.

'Here Anthony, I found this in a resale shop.' Jen says handing him a sliver wedding ring.

'Jo, here you go' she says handing me a small sliver ring with a small diamond on it.

'It's not real but's believable.' She says.

I take off my ring from Patrick.

'Can you hold on to this for me until I get back?' I ask him and he gives me a sad smile.

'Yeah, of course' he says 'I have only taken it off to surf, my hand looks weird without' I say and he gently kisses me.

'I know, I'll give it right back' he says I put on the sliver ring and I look at it.

It's odd to see a wedding ring on that finger. 'You guys ready?' Jen asks and I nod.

I put some stuff in a white purse and I grab my small camera. They walk us downstairs and we say goodbye and Anthony opens the front door for me and I get in. He runs around to the other side and we drive away.

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